Chapter 31: Tyranny: The Responsibility of Raising Me
School had just ended, and it was the peak crowd time. The cafeteria was very busy, and the sunlight filtered in through the glass door, shining warmly on the body.
You'er didn't want to come here, she was forced to have no choice. She ate up all the edible food at home, and Nangong Yi's fellow didn't provide any supplies, so she had nothing to eat.
Tapping on the plate and looking at the food prices, Youer was completely shocked. Damn you, the aristocratic school is amazing! The food in the aristocratic school is made of gold!
Rice: ten yuan and two taels
Steamed buns: five yuan each
Green vegetables: 20 yuan per serving
Stir-fried meat with vegetables: 50 yuan per serving
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Robbery!
On the inside near the glass door, Nangong was sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette, wearing black casual trousers, a white shirt, a cold and slightly decadent handsome face, and a large plate of rice in front of him, untouched at all.
The nymphomaniacs all secretly looked over there.
"Yi Shao! Why did he come here today?"
"Yi Shao is so charming from every angle."
"Look at the way he smokes, he's so handsome!"
"It would be great if I was lucky enough to be her girlfriend."
"You're not afraid of Senior Mu Ling, ka-"
"Yishao hasn't chosen a girlfriend for two weeks! This time, I don't know who will be lucky enough to be his girlfriend. If it were me, I would be willing even if I was framed by the president's jealousy."
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When Youer heard the discussion over there, he turned around and saw with keen eyes Nangong Yi, who was eating alone over there. There was no one within five meters of him. His aura was so strong!
Hehe... There is a way. Doesn't she still have a rich fiancé? Does she still have to worry about not having enough to eat?
"Hi! Bingshan, what a coincidence! Are you coming to eat too?"
You'er smiled a smile that he thought was charming.
"Yu Yishan, what do you want?" Nangong also asked coldly with no expression on his face.
"There's nothing to eat at home, let's eat together!" You'er said, looking at the food he hadn't touched yet.
"It's none of my business?"
"I am your fiancée, of course you have to bear the responsibility of supporting me."
The right boy looked at the food and moved his index finger. He sat down and put the food on his plate, pretending not to see someone's expression of wanting to kill someone.